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DAY ONE:

I woke up with high hopes of getting everything I wanted out of my final semester at Texas A&M University. Oh how my dreams would soon dwindle. My first two classes, being in the same lecture room, were mostly uneventful, minus the realization that one of my profs was going to be a cocky S.O.B. and the fact that this lecture hall is underneath our stadium, and thus, extremely difficult to find (AKA first challenge). Then came my third class, and my second challenge. I was going to have to all but sprint across almost the entire length of campus in twenty minutes to make it in time. By the grace of God, I made it. Relief waved over me briefly, then my prof walked in. I have heard stories… But I have never experienced her teaching techniques first hand. Oh boy. I make it through the class, barely, and delight in the fact that I have a short break to get a snack and coffee before I head to my next challenge: getting forced into a yoga class. When the instructor arrives, I ask to speak with her. I explain my whole situation about being a graduating senior and being forced into two other classes that meant I had to drop another kinesiology class and that I couldn’t get into another so would she pretty please force me into hers. She said to stay for class and email her afterwards to remind her so she could see about forcing me in. I did that. But then I made the mistake of sending a second email telling her that I had a backup plan. Sure, sure, this sounds like the nice thing to do…

DAY TWO:

…NOPE. I get an email the next morning (day two) from her, telling me that she would not be letting anyone into her class. I accepted defeat and went online to try to find another kinesiology class. To my surprise, I find that she’s actually forced an extra person into all but one of her yoga classes. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I am seeing red at this point. I do the right thing, and where does that get me? Put in an 8am aerobic walking class. Gee, thanks. That’s super. The rest of the day is mostly uneventful. I bought some shoes and dividers and organized. I also ended up submitting my applications to five nursing programs. I had so much tension about that. But as soon as I did it and knew that it was out of my hands, this huge weight was lifted off of my shoulders. It could not have come at a better time. Especially since I had to wake up at 6:30am the next morning for aerobic walking. Ugh.

DAY THREE:

So far so good. I woke up on time. Got to class on time. The aerobic walking instructor is nice. I’m wearing my new shoes. I had time to get an extra hot vanilla latte. I saw my friend and amazing microbiology lab partner from last semester. Now I’m sitting on the floor waiting for my class in 30 minutes.

So basically the first two days were kind of a bust for me. Believe me, I wanted so badly to give up last night and just drink myself into a stupor. But I didn’t. Thankfully, I have God on my side, so I know that He will only put me in situations that He knows I can handle. Without that… there would be definite wine stupor.

I would really like to make my blog more attractive. If anyone out there is reading this, could you recommend a good blog/graphic designer? I would much appreciate it. Mind you, I am a poor college student, so I can’t break the bank on this. But if they’re good, I would invest.

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Howdy, I’m Robyn!

Just a redheaded, pearl wearing, Type A, Catholic, nursing student from Texas. I am perfectly imperfect. I'm going to make a lot of mistakes along the way, but not without learning from them! That's what life is for, right?

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